Turning gold in the drumlins

October 24, 2009

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Yesterday I gave myself a day to read.  First I finished Ted McClelland’s The Third Coast: Sailors, Strippers, Fishermen, Folksingers, Long-Haired Ojibway Painters, and God-Save-the-Queen Monarchists.  It took me a good part of the week just to read the title, which I found captivating.  As a native of what McClelland calls the Freshwater Nation, I found […]

The tale of the goosefoot, Girl Sadie and the Cattleman

October 23, 2009

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Regular readers may remember a springtime post about the goosefoot maples that grow around the Writing Studio and Baitshop.  This month I noticed their leaves have faded to pale yellow, and look even more like goose feet. I’ve also noticed that the spring post (Caught goosefooted at the end of a lingering spring) was plagiarized, text, […]

Another lifesaving use for duct tape

October 22, 2009

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We spend a fair amount in Torch Lake Township to ensure that when we call 911 with a medical emergency, Kip or Shanna or Bill or Dawn or Brett or one of the other excellent souls on the EMS staff will pull up smartly in our driveway in a shiny ambulance, administer tender care, and […]

Happy Birthday Nora Metz

October 21, 2009

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Nora Metz is a tiny ball of fire. She just celebrated her 93rd birthday, and the whole north end of Torch Lake was over at Mar DeTar’s for the festivities. I’ve been interviewing Nora, gathering her stories, looking at her lovingly tended mementos. One day I’ll tell you a lot more about her life, which […]

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True value

October 20, 2009

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There is one place in the Township where fall color is utterly reliable. Maples grow at the edge of the woods in just the right conditions. A mowed meadow gives light a place to play. In the late afternoon the sun’s rays slant low enough to shoot beneath the dark clouds, setting the trees on […]

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The water: Always the lake

October 19, 2009

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Katherine has weighed in on Scott Thomas’s Water Assignment.* She writes: In between finding the last of the tomatoes, getting the garden ready for winter and walking the dog, there’s, always the lake. At times calm, serene, quiescent with the potential to tear boats from their moorings and destroy rafts. It’s another beautiful day in the neighborhood and […]